Days of wine and roses laugh and run away, like a child at play.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
What though youth gave love and roses, Age still leaves us friends and wine.
Flowers die and wine gets consumed. Both are lovely. I appreciate both. Wine and roses. I actually had someone bring me a lobe of foie gras once.
They are not long, the days of wine and roses.
Laughter springs from the lawless part of our nature.
In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.
The weeping of an heir is laughter in disguise.
Laughter brings out the child in all of us.
Laughter and joy are part of the beauty of life.
Seven days without laughter makes one weak.
Excessive sorrow laughs. Excessive joy weeps.